5 sentences (pick one or do all 3, up to you):
clyde + guests
rudy + thunderstorm
o2 + sleep
Clyde + Guests
Clyde on the floor near the end of the couch, head on the seat cushion, staring at Katie's ring as she sat and talked with Master. It was upside down - as if it was taken off and carelessly put back on.
"How are things with you and Joe?"
"Oh they're great."
Liar, thought Clyde.
Rudy + Thunderstorm
Rudy pressed his nose further into Clyde's arm, grabbing the other boy's shirt with white fingers.
"I can do it this time, please don't tell him I'm scared, I'll be okay this time," he whispered shakely, body jolting at another rolling clap of thunder.
Clyde pursed his lips, eyes glancing to the door. Master was just in the other room sleeping, he could come make Rudy calm down.
But Rudy didn't want that so Clyde did nothing but let the brown hair boy cling to him in the dark.
o2 + Sleep
o2 found himself awake for hours at night, listening to the house settle or the grandfather clock tick away. He tried to sleep, tried to squeeze his eyes closed on the plush rug he was deposited onto but it never came. The darkness breed nothing but monsters and pain, imagined only centimeters from his face if he even peaked. The exhaustion meant nothing to him, just added to the constantly growing list of aches and bruises and pain that consumed his existence.
Just one moment, just one fucking moment of peace was all he wanted.
